This is a land, a land where sun lights everything in the morning, from dawn to dask. It is a land where the mountains scares the forests and the deep green forests scares the residents of the forests. The rivers increases the melody of the forests. The blue azure sky stretches endlessly overhead, adorned with fluffy clouds that cast fleeting shadows on emerald meadows. At the land's edge, a breathtaking expanse of cobalt sea meets pristine sandy shores, inviting contemplation under the warm embrace of the golden sun. It is a realm where the beauty of nature converges. Welcome to the kingdom of Ardentoria.

I love visiting the mountains and the forests by riding on my horse, a white horse. Today, I am here in a forest, how green the forest is! I am not a poet, but the beauty of the land forces me sometimes to become a poet, a poet who writes about the nature. But the beauty of the land cannot be expressed by words. The rivers are not poluted here, they have their own words, which cannot be understood by human. The mountains don't have languages, the forests are soundless, but the sea roars. I don't know why, but I think, the most beautiful land in the earth is this land. Again, welcome to the kingdom of Ardentoria.